Chapter 55: The Reappearance of the Fourth Imperial Concubine Kong

  Suddenly, a spiritual energy screen appeared, like a solid eggshell, dividing the entire battlefield into two worlds. More than half of the Baihun tribe and the Baihun soul warriors were completely isolated outside.

  A small number of White Bone Soul Warriors and the brave warriors of the White Bone clan, including two other white-robed followers of Nangong Ziyue, were trapped inside this spiritual light screen.

  The surviving Gesang tribe people and the four-tribe coalition army suddenly cheered, the happiness of being reborn after a disaster also needs to be vented, and the one-sided massacre is unfolding at this moment.

  In a short time, more than 100 brave warriors of the White Horde who were trapped in the light curtain were slaughtered by the people of the Ge Shan tribe. The warriors of the Ge Shan tribe who had lost their relatives and tribesmen did not stop there, but went crazy and continued to hack at the corpses of the White Horde tribesmen, chopping them into minced meat without stopping, even though those people were already dead.

  As for the two white-robed followers of the Devouring Realm who were trapped in the light screen, they managed to hold on for a few breaths before being struck by Ah Gong Lin E's casual wave of his hand, which sent out several ancestral spirit protective lights that heavily injured them. They were then beaten to death by Ge Xiong and the others.

  Watching the trapped Baihun tribe, the crazed attacks on the spiritual energy screen, but neither their strongest bows and arrows nor the most powerful soul warriors' attacks could cause even a ripple in this spiritual energy screen.

  "Hong Zongguan, what's going on? What should we do?" Bai Ce cautiously approached Hong Zongguan and asked in a low voice, not understanding the situation before him.

  Hong Zongguan's mouth corners, however, revealed a hint of bitterness: "Lingli Guangmu, a defensive treasure that uses the demon core of a land-stage demon beast as its power source and is refined through special techniques. It's worth a city, I didn't expect Ge Shan Department to have such a treasure."

  As for how to break through, unless we have the power to kill the Earth Stage Demon Beast, and the Earth Stage Demon Beast, let alone me, a half-step Open Soul, even true Open Soul realm strongmen may not necessarily have the ability to kill it!

  Bai Ce's face suddenly turned extremely ugly: "Sir, isn't that saying we have no way to deal with the Ge Shan Department at all?"

  "It's not that there's no way, it depends on the grade of the demon-suppressing pill. This spiritual energy shield can exist for at least a moment and at most half an hour before dissipating due to the depletion of spiritual energy within the demon-suppressing pill!" Wiping away a strand of blood from the corner of his mouth, General Hong said.

  "Wait for half a time?" A bitter smile appeared on Bai Ce's mouth. Looking at the current situation, Lin E must have had an ace up his sleeve. Would they still have a chance after half a time?

  This bloody battlefield, under the protection of that eggshell-like spiritual light screen, presented a rare tranquility.

  It wasn't until this rare moment of calm that Jiang Cheng could feel the extent of the disaster his clan had suffered.

  Miraculously, he survived temporarily under the siege of a half-step Open Soul terrifying existence and six strong men in the Devouring Spirit Realm. Only at this moment did Jiang Cheng know how difficult it was for Grandfather.

  Why did Grandpa never set foot out of his wooden building even during the most difficult times when people could starve to death, and he also never personally went hunting in the mountains to prepare food.

  Only at this moment could Jiang Cheng feel the terrifying power of the ancestral totem pole that had been coveted by the White Tiger Clan for so long.

  Under Grandpa's guidance, he was actually able to resist a half-step Kaibo and six strong Soul Devouring Realm cultivators for such a long time, it can be said that this is quite a rare treasure.

  It was only at this moment that Jiang Cheng thoroughly understood what his grandfather meant by the two words "guarding".

  My blood will not dry up, and my protection will never end!

  "Brother Jiang Cheng, I've come to treat your wounds!" Song Lan walked in front of Jiang Cheng with a calm expression, but her eyes revealed a hint of sadness that she couldn't conceal.

  The emerald light surged into Jiang Cheng's body, rapidly healing his injuries. At the same time, Jiang Cheng suddenly grabbed Song Ming's shoulders, "Song Ming, tell me, what did you mean by what you just said?"

  "What else are you hiding from me, what else don't I know?" For some reason, Jiang Cheng suddenly had a premonition of life and death parting ways, as if the person in front of him was about to fly away into thin air.

  It's also unknown what happened, but since the last time he returned from Shui Lian Dong, a faint and obscure premonition had been rising in Jiang Cheng's heart.

  Tears silently flowed from Song Yue's eyes, but she didn't answer Jiang Cheng's question. Instead, she pointed to the snowman by the river in the distance, which had already been destroyed by the intense energy of their battle: "Jiang Cheng gege, the snowman is broken and won't melt. They can never be together again..."

  The words were left unspoken, but the deep sorrow had already seeped out.

  That sorrowful appearance made Jiang Cheng's heart ache unbearably. He gently stretched out his arm, wanting to pull Song Lan into his embrace.

  Just then, Grandfather's weak voice rang out again: "Time is running out, Jiang Cheng, Song Lan, come over, I have something to tell you."

  Jiang Cheng hastily rushed over to support his grandfather, who seemed like he would fall over with just a gentle breeze. As they drew closer, Jiang Cheng almost felt as if he couldn't recognize him.

  The old man in front of him was like a skull wrapped in human skin, it's hard to imagine how he could withstand for so long in the face of such a powerful existence.

  "Ah Cheng, don't you want to know all about this?" Ah Gong's voice was trembling as he asked. Jiang Cheng hastily gave Ah Gong a few drops of the stone milk from the Water Curtain Cave, and Ah Gong's terrifying expression only slightly recovered.

  "Grandfather, what was it that you promised Song Yue?" Jiang Cheng asked.

  Grandfather glanced at the sky with a somewhat dazed expression, but didn't respond to Jiang Cheng. Instead, he stroked Song Lan's hair with a benevolent face and said: "Jiang Cheng, don't blame Song Lan, she doesn't know much about this matter either."

  "To be honest, I hadn't considered this matter at all before. If the situation hadn't suddenly turned around and that guy with the surname Hong hadn't appeared again, it wouldn't have been necessary! But now..."

  "Alas, it's just poor Song Yue this child......" Grandfather sighed again.

  "Grandfather, after all..."

  "Don't worry, you'll know later!"

  At this point, Ah Gong suddenly said solemnly to Jiang Cheng: "Jiang Cheng, remember that your clan is not the only one. In the future, you must become a strong person. Only by becoming a strong person can you control your own destiny and control the destiny of those you want to control!"

  Just as Jiang Cheng was about to ask something, Grandmaster Yihua stopped him and said, "Don't ask, remember what I've told you, time is running out!"

  At this moment, in the night sky before dawn, a flickering light suddenly appeared, and within a few flashes, that light had traversed from the horizon to above the Ge Shan Department.

  In the instant when the light burst open, five figures suddenly appeared in the sky above the Katsuragi department.

  At the moment he saw the five figures clearly, Jiang Cheng's face suddenly changed drastically.

  "Four women carrying a bed?"

  The scene of the four women's empty space that once shocked Jiang Chen was reenacted, only this time, the distance was so close!

  Among the bursting light spots, in addition to an old man wearing brocade clothes, there were also four white-clad young women.

  At this time, four white-clad girls were carrying a magnificent bed, flying in the air above the Ge Shan Department. The scene was exactly the same as what Jiang Cheng saw on the Silver Moon Grassland that day - four women flying in the air.

  However, at this time, the luxurious bed was empty and there was no one sitting on it. On the side, a new figure appeared - an old man in brocade clothes.

  What shocked Jiang Cheng even more was that the moment the old man in brocade appeared, a terrifying spiritual pressure descended upon them. Outside the barrier of spiritual energy, a large group of White Bone Clan members and Soul Warriors fell to the ground with a loud thud.

  Even Hong Zongguan, who was known as the "Half-Step Soul Reaper", couldn't withstand that terrifying pressure and suddenly knelt down on one knee.

  Just as Jiang Cheng was taken aback, Grandfather swiftly stuffed a piece of animal hide into Jiang Cheng's bosom and instructed, "Jiang Cheng, take good care of it, and remember to look at it when you have time!"

  Almost at the same time, a loud and slightly arrogant laughter echoed through the entire Geshan Department.

  Laughter like thunder!

  PS: I want to say a few words from the heart to all of you brothers.

  Seeing this, brothers may feel a bit cruel, but without experiencing wind and rain, how can you see the rainbow.

  Zhu San wanted to write about a person with flesh and blood, emotions and love, hatred, rather than a cold-blooded killing machine that only knows how to destroy everything.

  Growing up is a process, just like when we were young, what we wanted most was to watch cartoons freely without anyone's restraint, or play crazily day and night. But as we grew older, maybe it's about good food, traveling, and of course, beautiful women.

  Of course, Zhu San knew that this writing style was not in line with the mainstream starting point and might end badly.

  But Zhu San still wants to write, wants to write kindness, wants to write beauty.

  Zhu Bajie always believed that there were more good people in the world!

  After the storm, the brilliance of this book has just begun, and I hope brothers will continue to support it!